There are sometimes moments when even friendships can end without notice. I think the worst attitude that can break in me the idea of friendship is selfishness, egoism… when the other person think that one or the rest is there to justify their existence without giving nothing in exchange. I know latinos have different thoughts, but as Aymara in our culture the correspondence is a basic principle.
I was thinking about it because I see some persons with which I have just promises to be with them when they need me, or a routine to visit them. But is evident that the more we know another person the more we know the true self of the others, and that’s well. I am not perfect and don’t ask for perfection neither, but when I notice the other person focused in him/herself I feel it’s enough. Even friendships can vanish in the wind.
I remember the cloud vanishing in the afternoon quite fast… an ephemeral art erased by an invisible hand in the blue sky.
Yellow flowers… Yellow is not my favorite color but somehow they always draw my attention more than every other color of flowers…
Flores amarillas… El amarillo no es mi color favorito pero de alguna manera me atraen más que las flores de otros colores…
I hear calmly but yet I don’t find you…
Escucho con atención pero todavía no te encuentro.
I was in the highway between Ilo and Tacna and saw this cones with their war paint in their faces (I see many things with eyes of imagination and pareidolia since my own eyes aren’t so good after all) and it was quite exciting to find one of the combinations I love more: blues with oranges. It triggers for some hidden and lost reason a kind of happiness on me.
We had left the cloudy Ilo and the sky was totally open, also the sea changes from the deep turquoise in Ilo’s shores to the intense blues in the south.
The landscape in the road of the deserts in the coast of the South.
Some day I had to travel to Tacna city (the original name in aymara language is Tacana) so I stayed in a cheap hostel for traders and I image smugglers too from the frontier. Suddenly in middle of the night there was a blackout upon the city, so I took this photograph because the night without artificial lights is totally different:
It has the aspect of a city suddenly abandoned and forgotten.
Today I had to go to a business date (not in Tacna but another city whose name I don’t want to remember), so I was in downtown’s city at afternoon, I met two girls that were classmates at university, and a woman that needed my services. Besides I saw several beautiful girls, some of those gorgeous women were from Europe, Argentina and US I guess, and others were locals of that other city. It was strange, Why is there so much beauty this day? I thought, then there was light and I noticed that today is Friday… so it’s natural that a lot of the youth of this city or that visits this city is taking a bit of time to have a great time. I hope they take advantage of it, or it would be, as I know perfectly, stupid otherwise.